Noctisardor Bypass winging it

She wondered if that was a good or a bad thing: being "amusing" to Mahler. Whatever the quality, he didn't seem to hate her for it. She flashed a grin at his question, but her expression grew more serious as he continued talking about what would happen as the days went on. In particular, he mentioned sickness, thirst, and fatigue. Those she could probably deal with. There was also a mention of cravings, though she hadn't gotten to that point yet.

The last was more of a warning, and she swallowed thickly. Sequoia hoped none of those things came to pass. It surely wouldn't be good.

Sequoia took a moment longer to study Mahler, wondering what he thought of his role in all this. She had to admit that, well, not all of those feelings had passed. There really was something special about him, even if it wasn't the fiery romantic love she had felt for Crow or even the flash-bang night of lust she'd shared with Penn. It was something different.

Something she would have to shake off.

Cool. I never actually dug up a den here... think one of your cronies could take care of that for me? Maybe that Kiggy-pack dude who got all fussy with me.